Great God what do I see and hear!
The end of things created!
The Judge of mankind doth appear
On clouds of glory seated!
The trumpet sounds: the graves restore
The dead which they contained before;
Prepare my soul to meet Him.
The dead in Christ shall first arise
At the last trumpet's sounding;
Caught up to meet Him in the skies
With joy their Lord surrounding;
No gloomy fears their souls dismay;
His presence sheds eternal day
On those prepared to meet Him.
But sinners filled with guilty fears,
Behold His wrath prevailing;
For they shall rise, and find their tears
And sighs are unavailing:
The day of grace is past and gone;
Trembling they stand before the throne,
All unprepared to meet Him.
Great God what do I see and hear!
The end of things created!
The Judge of mankind doth appear
On clouds of glory seated!
Beneath the cross I view the day
When heav'n and earth shall pass away,
And thus prepare to meet Him.